Stones That Bind Us Together
The first bright ray of Sun has embarked on a journey. Next to the bed on a table a gun, my life's attorney. I am persecuted throughout the day…
The Kingdom of the Sea
Sailing on the sea, we're friends of Odysseus. We are guided by hand, by the wind of Aeolus. The Sun. The eye. The watchful Helios. Drifting to Scylla and…
I am there
I am there when you fall to rise you, and, of course, always to save you. I am there when there is silence to scream, but also when there is…
Why Are We Dreaming?
It is then the reality that shatters. Fictive and real, the same but different matters. And I cried and I cried, and I wished that I could escape from this…
Antediluvian
Golden or wicked times, the presence of order or crimes. The Ark, sure there was, all but swept with water claws. Antediluvian. Antediluvian. There were many people building the mighty…
Fury
Like Everyman, I am short in temper. When I snap I blow like an explosion. To detonate, a blow which can sunder, all the mighty world, is (a) soul's corrosion.…
George
Oh, I hear a clarion call,
Angel
Angel
calling, whispering to us all.
The ship is there, in haven,
not gray, but white, be brave(n).
You are not alone, not ever,
it is just a journey, but a bit safer.